tomorrow really is not promised

Obviously. I know that’s what you’re thinking. But for most of us, this covid-19 pandemic has made this point, and scary that is.

Tomorrow is not promised because…

I did not realise I would finish my university degree 3.5 months before my time. Heartbreaking as it is, I feel robbed of my final lectures on my favourite modules of the whole degree.

My mums health does not appear normal. Not going to go into detail.

My sister is still working despite our family being majority at-risk, and we share a room. I feel defeated. Her friends and her also were selfish enough to break the social distancing rule. Now, I’m scared for my family and my life. It’s not fair what she’s done, and hopefully we’re all fine. But honestly, wish people weren’t so selfish. I hope I am just overreacting but I’d rather be safe than sorry.

I don’t care who you are, I will call you out. This is life or death. Also, we all share rooms. There is no space to “isolate” if one catches it. I’m so pissed.

Wishing I stayed in London tbh, even that would feel safer to me right now.

Published by Mywaytotheunknown

Literally talking to myself through this blog, but enjoy.

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